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He was called Chance because life gave him a second one. Sadly, he didn’t make it..
Chance was a little kitten rescued by a colleague in our struggles, Jstn Green. When found, he was suffering from various ailments that made his journey precarious. A respiratory ailment finally took him away. Chance was little and frail and lived a very short life, but it was not an unimportant life. Who can measure such things in this universe without end? All we know is that he touched our lives and we rejoiced in his simply being there in this world with us.
He will be missed dearly. Big time. —P. Greanville
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Good bye, Chancey. We love you.
Poor thing. Glad he had at least kind souls to offer him comfort in his painfully brief life.
Thank you for posting this. Haunting.
So sad. Tan pequeñito! Un almita joven, as we say in Mexico.
Perhaps it’s the animals’ innocence that reach some of us so deeply. A permanent state of innocence. They grow old but never lose that quality. I’ve had animals all my life and could not see myself without them. They’re a gift like no other. Too bad that more people fail to realize that and mistreat them or are indifferent to their suffering.
My condolences to Chance’s family.
A beautiful tribute to a precious friend and those with the goodness to care for them.
Poor little baby! May he be in a happy place now.